“Wha—what did you say your name was?” Mr. Hobbs inquired.
“It’s Cedric Errol, Lord Fauntleroy,” answered Cedric. “That was what Mr. Havisham called me.”
“Well,” said Mr. Hobbs, [“I’ll be—jiggered!”]
This was an exclamation he always used when he was very much astonished or excited. He could think of nothing else to say just at that puzzling moment.
Cedric looked at Mr. Hobbs wistfully.
“England is a long way off, isn’t it?” he asked.
“It’s across the Atlantic Ocean,” Mr. Hobbs answered.
“That’s the worst of it,” said Cedric. “Perhaps I shall not see you again for a long time. I don’t like to think of that, Mr. Hobbs.”
“The best of friends must part,” said Mr. Hobbs.
“Well,” said Cedric, “we have been friends for a great many years, haven’t we?”